Driving old cars can be a mixed bag. On one hand, they tend to be nice to look at and fun to see how “things used to be.” On the other hand, they tend to be mechanically temperamental and lacking relative to what we may be accustomed to in terms of performance and handling.
Sure, you can read loads of articles with lap times and stats on the Z06, watch plenty of videos with smokey drifts or demonstrations of exactly how much driver aids in the C7 Z06 can save you, but who’s going to tell you how to actually drive the thing and get the most out of your experience with it?
This morning, Classic Car Club Manhattan played host to a small media event, where the 2017 (or is it 2016?) Ford Focus RS was shown ahead of its 2015 NYIAS Auto Show debut.
I'm not going to describe the exhaust note of this exuberant machine, apart from saying that I have a feeling the same guys who engineered the sounds of the Jaguar F-Type had a hand in it.
Haul some stuff, haul some ass.
If you grew up in 90s like I did, you probably spent your allowance on some exceedingly uncomfortable plastic inflatable furniture, wasted countless minutes AIM chatting with SmarterChild, and rocked out to Weezer's Blue Album, like I did. You probably also saw Dumb and Dumber. A few times.
The newest bit of kit in the Classic Car Club is something different. It's the American-made, all-electric Tesla Model S. We've all heard the reviews, but after 500 miles of polar-bear friendly motoring, Classic Car Club can finally tell you what it's REALLY like.
"Hey, there's two Lamborghini's parked outside the lobby," said my dad as he drank his morning coffee, with 20+ years in the car sales business under his belt. You see, his passion for car culture lies within MSRP and resale values rather than horsepower and torque figures, so when he directs my attention to a car on…
I have a dirty secret. Super cars aren't really my thing. I appreciate them and marvel at their outrageous power and digital brains, but I'm more of an analog guy myself. My theory on cars and motorcycles is if my talents can't push them to the absolute limit, then they're really not for me. That's what makes …
At CCC we're all about experiences. Whether it's a top-down-cruising in a classic Mustang kind of experience, or a hooning-the-bejesus out of a 600+hp RWD off-road machine kind of experience. Last week Local Motors brought a brand new Rally Fighter to Lime Rock Park in order for its proud new owners to experience…
The new Corvette Stingray is a great car, which I did not expect to like as much as I do. So when GM showed up with this yellow 'n black flared 'n vented beast of a thing, I experience mild to strong excitement.
You might be saying to yourself, "Isn't that the convertible version? I don't like convertibles..." Of course you don't, you like nice rigid coupes, for rigidity. Nobody wants to own a convertible, but they can be damn fun on a nice day, which is exactly why CCC just added one to the fleet.
Running the hottest fleet this side of Detroit (the other side, too) isn't always easy, but easy isn't always fun.
Very rarely do I get into legit argument about cars with someone. I usually try to avoid arguments in general, especially when my conversation partner is SO sure. Like SO, SO, 100% SURE!! Which is why I was quick to revert into "agree-mode" when a truck driver told me he once hauled a mid-engined Aston Martin.
We talk often about the "death of the manual", but is it really dead? Or is it just momentarily dormant as the 6-speed slowly peters out and the 7-speed ramps up? I wish. More than likely, these +1 gear'd anomalies will remain just that; anomalies. Beautiful looking, amazing handling, anomalies.
Most people who are afforded the chance to poke around a Bentley go right for the driver's seat, and then probably the bespoke passenger compartment to put their bottom on some fine pleated leather seats. Not Ethan.
Hey Guys, Saw all this talk about rally and maybe even a little talk about a GTX, Raphael?, and thought I’d throw this out really quick.
We just took possession of this DonQ liveried Porsche Boxster racer, which I have affectionately dubbed "Yellow Submarine". Upon first inspection this Boxster has properly shed all hair-dresser-lady-car connotations. Stripped interior, full roll-cage, exposed shifter, race wheel and seat, fire suppression, the works.
Praga Racing is the latest division of the Praga Manufacturing company, with a somewhat familiar past (to European automakers) of building cars, then motorcycles, then trucks, then buses, then tanks, then airplanes, and now race cars.